The Mighty Boosh2003

Thug #1:
Oy, you, Bighead, come over 'ere.

Dennis:
[to his wife] I've got to go now, bye.

Thug #1:
Yo, lemme up, homes, I know your sista.

Dennis:
Yes, I do not have a sister.

Thug #1:
Don't back-chat me, Bighead, or I'll bust you up.

Dennis:
This "Bighead" business - I don't understand. I actually have a relatively small head for a man of my stature.

Thug #1:
I like your hat, man. Come'n let my mate Ricky borrow it, 'cause he likes it.

Dennis:
This would not suit Ricky.

Thug #1:
Thing about Ricky is hats do suit him. He's got one of those faces.

Dennis:
That may be so, but it is forbidden for a mortal peasant to touch the garments of a shaman.

Thug #1:
[to Thug #3] Wixy, bust out the knife! Jab up this joker!

Dennis:
Ah! Swordplay!

Dennis:
[stabs thugs]

Dennis:
Onward, to Oddbins!